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Home Grown Your Past

'm biting my tongue with my foot in mouth I'm kicking myself, kicking myself in the ass I know I shouldn't judge you by your past Jealousy hit me I screamed

'm biting my tongue with my foot in mouth I'm kicking myself, kicking myself in the ass I know I shouldn't judge you by your past Jealousy hit me I screamed

home to eat I barely sleep Could you pick up a phone and call me at home? And let me know you ain't in some heat And don't go crying, you're grown You

children But ain't no Al and Peggy I'm strictly here to do some drilling in your man filling There would be my hand filling all up in your you know But

it looks good, your clear now (That's right) Go (We're on my motherfucking block) [Verse 1] They got a nigga, shedding tears Reminiscing on my past

Billie Holiday Sang sittin there kickin it with Malcolm, 'til the day came Little LaTasha sho' grown Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

[2pac: Talking] I Don't Want To Be Forgotten. I'll Always Be A Troublemaker To Some People. But We Grow. We All Grow. We're Made To Grow. You Either Evolve

a dope fiend, poppa was a rolling stone he never knew what family was he grew up in a broken home Ever since twelve years old he was known as grown 'cause

I wrote a letter on a nothing day I asked somebody ?Could you send my letter away?? ?You are too young to put all of your hopes in just one envelope?